I've got bi-polar disorder
My shit's not in order
I'm overweight
I'm always late
I've got too many things to say
I rock mom jeans
Cat earings
Extrapolate my feelings
My family is dysfunctional
But we have a good time killing each other
They tell us from the time we're young
To hide the things that we don't like about ourselves
Inside ourselves
I know I'm not the only one
Who spent so long
Attempting to be someone else
Well I'm over it..
I don't care if the world knows what my secrets are
Secrets are
I don't care if the world knows what my secrets are
Secrets are
So what?
So what?
So what?
So what?
I can't think straight
I'm so gay
Sometimes I cry a whole day
I care a lot
Use an analog clock
And never know when to stop
And I'm passive aggressive
I'm scared of the dark and the dentist
And I never really grew up
They tell us from the time we're young
To hide the things that we don't like about ourselves
Inside ourselves
I know I'm not the only one
Who spent so long
Attempting to be someone else
Well I'm over it..
I don't care if the world knows what my secrets are
Secrets are
I dont care if the world knows what my secrets are
Secrets are
So what?
So what?
So what?
So what?
~musical intermission, a bit of opera sounding singing, and laughter~
I dont care if the world knows what my secrets are
Secrets are
I don't care if the world knows what my secrets are
Secrets are
So what?
So what?
So what?
So what?
(I don't care if the world knows what my secrets are
Secrets are)
So what!
So what!
So what!
So what!
-Mary Lambert, "Secrets"
